Like an ingrown toenail, like a tooth that doesn't enter the mouth right, my plan for victory is unstoppable and nauseating.
:suddenly appearing: Did somebody call?
Let me check.
Somebody, did you butt-dial GoatToucher again?
:suddenly appearing: Did somebody call?
GOATBUSTERS!
Drdlr drr drr drr. Drdlrdl rd dr dr. Drdlr drr drr drr.
GOATBUSTERS!
Sorry. I heard "unstoppable and nauseating" and assumed someone was talking about me.
*Puke attack*
GoatToucher is affected by goblin puke for the next months, feeling nauseated and sickened for said duration.
Goblinz rule, hyahahaha, woohoo!!
*Darts off to kill a dog*
Sorry. I heard "unstoppable and nauseating" and assumed someone was talking about me.
Fair enough.
*Puke attack*
Ohhh tasty!
*Darts off to kill a dog*
What's that now?
Belay that recruit.
I'm trying, but I don't have enough rope!
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BELAY HIM!!! I HARDLY KNOW HIM HA!!!
* hits MBT with a C4 pie, blowing him to pieces, then douses all of the pieces in gasoline and lights them on fire *
Your efforts are in vain, Uncle Teddy. Behold!
Hey Message Board Troll! I think that my favorite D&D edition is better than your favorite D&D edition!
Your efforts are in vain, Uncle Teddy. Behold!
Hey Message Board Troll! I think that my favorite D&D edition is better than your favorite D&D edition!
WOT!!!! YOUR FAVROITE EDITION IS STUPID THEREFORE YOU ARE STUPID FOR LIKING IT!!!! PLUS YER MOM IS STUPID FOR RAISING YOU TO BELIEVE THAT YOUR STUPID EDITION IS THE SUPERIOR ONE!!! YOUR FAVROITE SPORTS TEAM, MOVIE, BOOK, TV SHOW AND BAND ALSO ALL SUCK!!! AND YOUR POLITICAL BELIEFS ARE WRONG!!!
THE STAR WARS PREQUELS ARE ALSO FAR SUPERIOR TO THE ORIGINALS!!!
Oh my, yes.
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*Emerges from a large container, dripping with a strange, green liquid.*
Where am I?
*A machine in the ceiling drops a black silk cloak to cover myself as I look around the dark, ominous room that looks an awful lot like Shang Tsung's flesh pits only the bodies in the other containers are also me (or rather lifeless clones of me) that's when I spot a desk in the middle of the room.*
What do we have here?
*I read the paperwork on the desk and discover that GoatToucher is using his own flesh to resurrect me. I drop the paperwork in shock and the last page remains face up with the following words, written in GoatToucher's own handwriting: "the experiments have been successful, Zon-Kuthon will be eternal, the avatars must be mass produced. Luckily, I have plenty of flesh (and 'volunteers') to achieve this.*
*Emerges from a large container, dripping with a strange, green liquid.*
Where am I?
*A machine in the ceiling drops a black silk cloak to cover myself as I look around the dark, ominous room that looks an awful lot like Shang Tsung's flesh pits only the bodies in the other containers are also me (or rather lifeless clones of me) that's when I spot a desk in the middle of the room.*
What do we have here?
*I read the paperwork on the desk and discover that GoatToucher is using his own flesh to resurrect me. I drop the paperwork in shock and the last page remains face up with the following words, written in GoatToucher's own handwriting: "the experiments have been successful, Zon-Kuthon will be eternal, the avatars must be mass produced. Luckily, I have plenty of flesh (and 'volunteers') to achieve this.*
*Underneath all the paperwork is a ticket to a Jokey Stand-Up Show*
The best part of my plan was that I didn't even have to wear pants when I executed it!
Said win is a mere colored egg, not the actual one.
*looks up from counterfeit 'Win'*
Fiend Fantastic, what's happening to you?!? Hold still....
Surely it's not as bad as it looks?
*Firebolts IHIYC*
No, and that lady was a initiate wannabe.
Her conjuring skills failed, and she ended up with that.
Excuse me... is this the queue for the Win?
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Not so much a queue as a savage, battle-crazed, red-in-tooth-and-claw struggle to the DEATH.
With a snack bar too!
I'll be at the buffet then.
Well then, just follow the sign that says 'garden gnome diner'.
Does the diner take dinars?
And how many dinars do I have to donate for a doner, Diana?
Be careful, Pulg! There's danger in donating dinars for doners, who don't dance daringly!
DOH!
DUUUUHHH...
Dang!
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Dang, the 'droid crashed. Time to reboot.
* kicks Wylliam Harrison in the backside *
There, that should do it.
So we won't be needing these jumper cables? Pity...
Oh no, keep them handy. We might need them to deal with any trolls or unfunny comics.
I'll let you know if I see any!
Have you tried looking in a mirror? I bet you'll see one then.
HE DON'T LOOK NUFFIN LIKE A TROLL!!! YER TALKIN NONSENSE FUZZBUTT!!!